Double Dare (Neighbor from Hell #6)(61)

She’d barely managed to tell him the three words that she’d been keeping to herself for so long when she suddenly found herself flipped over onto her stomach, pulled up onto her hands and knees and Darrin’s mouth between her legs, devouring her. She vaguely thought about stopping him and asking him slow down so that they could draw this out, but she couldn’t force herself to do it. After a month of cold baths, horrible Lifetime movies and taking up and failing at over a dozen hobbies to distract herself from just how much she’d missed him, there was no way that she was going to say or do anything to stop this. 

“So f*cking wet,” he said in that growl that had her toes curling in pleasure as he slowly slid a finger inside her.

“Darrin, please!” she begged with absolutely no shame as she pushed back against his finger.

Instead of answering her, he pressed a kiss against her bottom and added a second finger, making her wonder if he was trying to torment her to get back at her for the past six years. Not that she could blame him, she thought even as she decided that she would wring his damn neck if he didn’t move his ass and-

“Fuck,” he groaned long and loud as he suddenly slid inside her, making her gasp at the sudden intrusion.

She’d forgotten just how good he felt, she realized as he pulled back and slowly slid back inside her as he gripped her hips, keeping her locked in place. Her grip on her pillow tightened as she tried to push back, desperate for more, but he wouldn’t let her move. He kept her locked in place as he buried himself inside her.

She couldn’t believe that she’d survived an entire month without him. She’d missed him so much. Most days it had taken everything that she had along with a pint of Ben and Jerry’s and a bag of Hershey Kisses to stop herself from hunting him down and wrapping her arms around him. Even though she loved him, more than anything, he was first and foremost her best friend and up until a month ago she’d never gone a day without talking to him before.

“Come here,” he growled, making her shiver as he suddenly pulled out, flipped her onto her back and slid back inside her, all before she could manage to take her next breath.

When she reached for him, he came willingly with a smile on his handsome face. She wrapped her arms around him and closed her eyes as she savored the feel of him in her arms. “Don’t ever leave me again,” she whispered, sure that she wouldn’t survive the next time.

“I won’t,” he swore, wrapping his arms around her and pulled her close. “Never again.”

“And don’t ever withhold sex from me again or I’m going for your balls the next time,” she decided to add just to make sure that they were on the same page.

He chuckled as he rolled over onto his back, bringing her with him. Smiling, she cupped his face and leaned down to kiss him as she shifted her hips and pushed back, moving just enough on him to hit all the right places. Darrin groaned as he moved his hands down her body and cupped her bottom, encouraging her to ride him.

“I’m never letting you go, Marybeth,” he promised and for the first time in her life, those words didn’t make her want to cry.

Chapter 30

“You really need to let me go, Darrin,” his inconsiderate wife said as she squirmed in his arms, desperately trying to get away from him, which of course was rather insulting after she’d just made him promise never to let her go less than an hour ago.

“No,” he said, tightening his hold around her as he closed his eyes and snuggled closer, intent on basking in the afterglow of victory, but it seemed that the frustrating woman that he loved more than anything was intent on trying to escape their love.

“Darrin-”

“Shhh, not while I’m sleeping,” he whispered mockingly as he reached up and gently pat her head.

“Look, you freakishly big bastard,” his loving wife said, slapping away his hand, “I’m hungry and I need to use the bathroom. So, if you don’t remove those freakishly large arms so that I can go to the bathroom and maybe scrounge around in my bag for a bag of peanuts or something to eat before I die of starvation, I will kill you!”

Sighing heavily and making sure to sound put out, he released his hold on her, mostly because that demonic thing she did with her voice at the end there kind of freaked him out. “Fine,” he said, with another sigh as he rolled over onto his back and gestured benevolently towards the bathroom, “go.”

Muttering some unkind words that he chose to ignore, she threw her legs over the side of the bed and sat up while he lay there, contemplating grabbing her and snuggling back up since he’d been comfortable when the angry little woman reminded him of something very important.

“Those snacks had better be there when I get back,” she snapped, sounding unreasonably cranky when all he’d done was keep his word to her and ignore her pleas to be released for the past thirty minutes.

“I’m going back to sleep,” he said, rolling back onto his stomach and hugged his pillow as he closed his eyes.

“I’m serious,” she said and he didn’t need to open his eyes to know that the angry little thing was still standing by the bed, glaring down at him.

“Mmmhmmm,” he mumbled sleepily as he made a show of trying to go to sleep.

“I’m serious, Darrin. Don’t touch my snacks. I’m starving.”

He didn’t bother answering her since lying to her would only bite him in the ass later. Instead, he laid there waiting for her to give up glaring at him and storm off to the bathroom where she would most likely end up taking a quick shower, giving him a little more time to do what needed to be done. Sure enough, a few minutes later he heard the unmistakable sounds of the shower being turned on, but he didn’t make his move.